The Tsaritsa has found out about this nation. If a nation exist, a nation at least needs a God and a gnosis. With that, she sent none other than Scaramouche, The Sixth Rank of The Fatui Harbingers.

The Nation is very far from Tevyat, so The Balladeer had to sail across with his Fatui Agents members. The ship was filled with chatters from the Fatui Agents, but Balladeer remained quiet, as his expression was filled with disdain and unimpressed as always. He always look down on others and judge them.

After a long ship sailing, he landed to the docks. The Fatui Agents followed him with their weapons prepared, The Balladeer look at his Fatui Agent and ordered with seriousness, “Scatter around the territory. I will be going alone.”

The Fatui Agents grunts of understanding, as they left The Balladeer alone to go to the entrance.

Scaramouche wasn’t on a rush, he calmly walked towards the entrance. In his mind, it repeated, ‘do anything to get the gnosis’, but he started to form a plan. He doesn’t want his plan to go a mess after all.